The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Stories From the Old Attic by Robert Harris: "And besides," continued an engineer, "how do these pictures
get into the air in the first place? Where do they come from?"
"They're sent from a satellite in the sky," the traveler
said, as all heads looked up. "You can't see it, of course.
It's too high. But it's there."
"And of course you expect us to believe in something we can't
see," said one of the scientists, with a touch of scorn.
"Believe it because of its effects--the results--the
evidence of its existence," the traveler said. "If it weren't
there, you would see no pictures."
"We know you're lying," another engineer said. "Even if there
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott: and shown myself as I was, willing to sacrifice a considerable
part even of my legal rights, in order to conciliate feelings so
natural as his must be allowed to have been. Let me say for
myself, my young friend, for so I will call you, that had your
father and I spent the same time together which my good fortune
has allowed me to-day to pass in your company, it is possible the
land might yet have enjoyed one of the most
respectable of its ancient nobility, and I should have been
spared the pain of parting in enmity from a person whose general
character I so much admired and honoured."
He put his handkerchief to his eyes. Ravenswood also was moved,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard: your journeying I see not. Now choose which road you will, Son of
Matiwane, and choose swiftly, for I speak no more of this matter.'
"Then, Macumazahn, I thought a while of the safe and lonely path of
wisdom, also of the blood-red path of spears where I should find love
and war, and my youth rose up in me and--I chose the path of spears and
the love and the sin and the unknown death."
"A foolish choice, Saduko, supposing that there is any truth in this
tale of roads, which there is not."
"Nay, a wise one, Macumazahn, for since then I have seen Mameena and
know why I chose that path."
"Ah!" I said. "Mameena--I forgot her. Well, after all, perhaps there
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